Luyện nghe bài hát Wraith

Hey man
I got a real short of shit I like to do
Ya dig
Get (Yeah)
, shit (I Just wanna ball, yeah)
I just wanna ball,
That's the list, nigga, it

I wanna ball in the wraith
With your in the way
And I wanna, I'ma take my
Praise God, it all when you're dead
Leave your daughter with the
a hater till the day I die
Fuck what them bitches saying, what them niggas doing
Before you getting going, I was getting to it

1]
Put it down, in the neighborhood
Was catching cases, before I got to get paper good
Lil homie asked me 'On God do you know you up?'
I said you deal with every who wearing lace front
I don't like her, that way about alot of rappers
I don't talk 'em
Most these niggas ain't bust a grape, and, they just talking loud
Godbody, got a problem, go to war about it
Hm problems understanding your logic, man
Man, for four hundred, I'll take your honey and London
Get some more
believe it When your heard doubt me
Ain't no pun
Military guns in the
no runnin' in it
A rebel when I that bitch
It ain't no in it
Since my first I been serious
no funny business
Bitch, no funny business
No weapon, against me shall
But it's welcome to
Knew from the day I was born I'd perform in the
Ringing bells and horns when my named called
I'm a self made nigga in the wraith though

I just ball in the wraith
With your in the way
And I wanna, take my shot
Praise God, leave it all when you're
your daughter with the papers
Fuck a till the day I die
Fuck them bitches saying, fuck what them niggas doing
Before you were getting going, I was to it
2: Yo Gotti]
I'm a dope boy
form reppin
Not a stone in a watch, no charm on the
They say I'm reckless, yeah, I be
Don't give a about no nigga who don't like me
Know If I go to jail today, that bitch gon' me? No
She gon' fuck me? No, if a nigga go
I bet a Wraith on the super
In the kitchen, cold
Six ounce, pints, that's a superstove
I had a plaque and a hit
Boy, I bet I had a mac and some
If it's stars in the wraith, got the titles in the
Got the lawyers on deck, got the money for the
Truck, truck,
Guns, guns,
Me and Black Youngsta , back to back that's my fam-o
He a white man, him
For his shit, she want a for the

That's out the North shit

I just ball in the wraith
With your in the way
And I wanna, I'ma my shot
Praise God, leave it all when dead
Leave your daughter the papers
a hater till the day I die
Fuck what bitches saying, fuck what them niggas doing
Before you were getting going, I was to it
3]
Presidential
In the slum with the
up a bag, do it for 'em just to pass out
Dab in my bag, give it to her, her ass at?
Dick game great, it to her till she pass out
This the real caine, add B12, pour baking
Stretch a out a whole, and no details
to all my niggas, who legitimized they figures
Now they and you just get it out the Blue
Now he ridin' in the Rolls
Came out the bottom, now he making ain't no boy
Always a hustler, not a robber, I never stole nothing
Trappin', work till they come up on a whole one
Hu ok, K-I-N-G, can't me
still rhymin 'bout what we did in the 90's, nigga
Yeah, See it on my face,
I'm a real nigga riding ridin under Wraith stars

I just wanna in the wraith
your broad in the way
And I wanna, I'ma take my
Praise God, leave it all you're dead
Leave daughter with the papers
Fuck a hater the day I die
Fuck what them bitches saying, fuck what them niggas
Before you were getting going, I was to it